Amanda Lamb: Slimed

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By Amanda Lamb

"What's on your blanket?" I asked my 13-year-old daughter as I headed to the washing machine with an arm full of laundry.

"Slime," she responded nonchalantly, as if I should have guessed this.

It was a hardened yellow, sparkly substance that had crystallized on the long shag gray hairs of her throw blanket. Needless to say, it did not come out. A new blanket is on the top of her birthday wish list.

"What's in the bag?" I asked my daughter the other night as she got in the car holding a plastic baggie full of a purplish gray, squishy substance.

"Slime," she replied again without a hint of irony.

"Where did it come from?"

"Kids sell it. I bought it for $3."

"What do you do with it?"

"Play with it," she said, incredulously.

I have seen the little squishy bags in her room multiple times, also small containers of Tupperware containing the brightly colored goo, and of course, the evidence on her blanket. I just had no idea that slime from my generation, the 80s, had made such a huge comeback.

And not only that, it's become an entrepreneurial kids' dream. Google it and find out for yourself. There are hundreds of kids selling homemade slime on Etsy sites online. (Editor's Note: Check our slime recipes here on Go Ask Mom).

"Why can't you just buy slime at the store?"

"Mom, it wouldn't be the real stuff. It would just be a cheap knock-off."

The whole slime talk got me thinking about what outs has made a come back from the 80s.